These four words are as powerful as a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan.
The difference is that the latter is hot oil splashing everywhere, while the former is instantly a needle can be heard! This kind of quietness only lasted for a very short time, and then he stood up with a bad temper: "What does the national master mean? I mock our mob?"
There is a hint of threat in his speech.
He also knew that this national teacher was evil and powerful, but it did not mean that the other party could mock their faces and humiliate them with their dignity. If I remain silent today and endure the humiliation of the "mob" word, what kind of face will I gain?
The man who is called the national teacher laughs without fear.
"You don''t even understand what the ''mob'' means? Do you still need me to explain it to you personally?" The man''s hair was silver and his voice was as old as an eighty-year-old, but he had an extremely young face, which was only 25 or 26, just judging from his appearance.
This statement further aroused the other party''s anger.
"Old, old man bullies too much!"
He was so angry that he trembled when he spoke.
Induced by anger, he drew out his sword, pointed the sword straight at the national master, shouting with a blue face: "No matter who you are, today''s humiliation can only be cleared by blood. Do you dare?"
After saying that, he looked around and glanced at Wu Xian.
Seeing that he and his family were loyal to the Lord who had been loyal to him for many years, he was just watching at the moment, without any intention of stopping or comforting him. His heart instantly sank the bottom, like falling into an ice cellar, cold and cold.
He suddenly empathized with Zhao Feng and Qin Li back then.
I think they were so disappointed that day.
He suppressed his anger and asked again: "Do you dare?"
Wu Xian just stopped the farce and stepped forward and knocked him down, but only warned himself that he did not say a harsh word to the national teacher. At this moment, a string seemed to be broken in his mind. He didn''t care that Wu Xian was the king of the country and threw the sword sheath in front of him.
He left directly with his sleeves.
The others looked at each other and also surrendered one after another.
Their dissatisfaction with Wu Xian also reached its peak, but they could not directly tear each other apart. After all, they still hoped that Wu Xian would send troops to fight Tianhai back to save the precarious ancestral tomb. Someone who has made a stand out for them has also achieved their goal.
As for such a big contradiction, why don’t you just surrender Kang Guo?
"I didn''t expect Wu Zhaode to be so disappointed..."
"It''s better to surrender Shen Youli!"
Zhao Feng couldn''t be more embarrassed to touch their ancestral tombs.
Someone suddenly said this, but no one agreed.
"Submit Shen Youli? How to surrender? Not to mention that Zhao Feng and Qin Li have a grudge against us, will they believe it? Even if they don''t care about past grudges, we can give up the relatives of the royal capital and the clan relatives? With Wu Zhaode''s current mind and spirit, if we surrender, he will dare to slaughter the man and kill the chicken to warn the monkey!" This is also a major reason that restrains them. Who has no family behind them?
If they were all the bachelors under Shen Youli''s tent, and a bunch of people could not make up a pair of parents, they could also be quick and neat and leave at will. But they are not. Not only are they not alone, but they also have to take into account their family''s situation as the pillars of the family.
Didn’t Qin Li and Zhao Feng bear it again and again because of the elderly, weak, women and children? Only after you have settled all the people, dare to spread them out?
A few words successfully dispelled their thoughts.
Before everyone could discuss the result, a bad news came.
There were constant noise outside the tent, and it was vaguely said that someone committed suicide because of the crime.
"What''s the noise outside?"
The confidant hurried forward: "Parent, something is not good."
The person who had just had a conflict with the national teacher died. The person who served went in to deliver water and found that blood was flowing all over the floor. After hearing this, several people rushed over. When they arrived, many colleagues rushed over to hear the news, and they could see the fear and anger in each other''s eyes.
What is suicide for fear of guilt?
How could it be that he committed suicide fearlessly?
Who committed suicide fearing guilt? The sword edge pierced through the neck and pushed it to the position of the sword grid? From the expression frozen on the corpse, it can be inferred that he did not commit suicide, but was killed! So obvious, but the final conclusion is made with the four words "I committed suicide for fear of sin"? Not convinced!
Their dissatisfaction was suppressed by Wu Xianyi.
The national teacher just sneered at this.
"It''s very boring. Now these people do not have the courage we used to be, nor do they have the bloodiness. If you can endure such a great shame and humiliation, you will be destined to be unable to become a weapon." In the tent, the national master sat alone in front of the chessboard, raised his fingers and hooked it, condensed a ball of white mist on his fingertips, and then solidified in the blink of an eye, turning into a "chess piece" as crystal clear as white jade. With a snap, it fell down crisply.
The location opposite the national teacher was empty.
An extremely strange scene followed.
A black mist suddenly appeared in the air opposite, turning into black spots and falling down. The black pieces on the chessboard fell down with the finishing touch, turning into a black dragon and strangling the white pieces, coming in full force. The national teacher was not in a hurry to do this and left another one. Bai Zi, who showed his decline, seemed to be injected with a needle for strengthening his heart, and his morale burst out. Hei Zi, who was in a rush to the army, launched a fierce confrontation, and the two black and white dragons fought endlessly.
As the chess pieces fell, the two sides had exchanges.
Until Heizi made a mistake, he suddenly fell into a dead end.
The national master brushed his sleeves, and the black pieces on the chessboard turned into the energy of heaven and earth. "...If it were back then, Wu Zhaode and others were just grass and rubble. It was only hateful that the Lord was hated by poisonous hands, and in the future, these magpie who could not stand on the table would occupy the nest."
He stood there and calmed down for a while.
The star walked out of the tent with great strides.
There was no one in the tent.
Wu Xian invited Chen Tang to an ancient battlefield near Xuxia.
“The ancient battlefield of the Weixia Gorge?”
Chen Tang vaguely felt that this name sounded familiar.
After quickly looking through the memory, I remembered that I had seen this small place on a break of travel notes. It is said that the vegetation here is dense and the terrain is rugged, and the author who wrote the travel notes accidentally passed by. That day, after the rain, seven rainbow wonders appeared in the mountains.
The author felt the strangeness and climbed the mountain and waded in the water.
When I came back, I wrote down this volume of experiences.
but-
"Didn''t it mean that the terrain of Wei Gorge is rugged?" She thought Wu Xian was ambushing her here when she saw the invitation post. As a result, she led her troops to approach. The scout sent back the news that there was a large area of ??flat land near Wei Gorge. He said in pain, "That travel notes are lying!"
Gu Chi asked her: "When did you write the travel notes?"
Chen Tang didn’t know.
She accidentally exchanged the travel notes.
Gu Chi said: "Wei Gorges are called ancient battlefields. Isn''t it normal for the terrain to change? Before the war, the terrain was indeed rugged."
The travel notes were probably written before the war.
Chen Tang: “…”
She forgot that the war in this era could razend mountains and hills into large plains, and the map will be updated and iterated in a few years. Where can a place remain unchanged? The land of Weixia is no exception.
It was me who blamed the travel writer for mistakes.
The area of ??Xuxia belongs to Gaoguo in name, but it has no population, so Gaoguo almost ignores it, just because the land in this place is seriously barren and crops are extremely difficult to grow, and the yield is more than twice as low as other places. Taxes in high countries are not light. A family is not enough to pay taxes for a year, let alone support. I couldn''t survive in Weixia, and most of the young and strong moved elsewhere.
Only two or three thousand old people remained.
Chen Tang simply read the investigation information.
"No, the land in the Gorge is so barren, how do you write about the dense vegetation in the travel notes?" In this era when forces were divided, wars were frequent, and records were lost in large quantities, even travel notes written by predecessors had certain reference.
"It is said that it was because of that war."
The time can be traced back to the Wu Kingdom period more than a hundred years ago.
In that war, the two sides dispatched a total of 150,000 troops, chased and ambushed several times, and finally decided the winner near the Gorge. The two sides fought hard to separate. Each piece of land in the Gorge was plowed a hundred and eighty times, and the mountains and hills were razed to the ground.
Chen Tang: "That wouldn''t be so barren."
After most battlefields, the land fertility has not decreased but increased, and it is particularly fertile. Good luck can even lead to a bumper harvest for several consecutive years. Just because too many people died, the bodies were buried on the spot and fed back to the earth.
"The Lord is not in a hurry, I haven''t finished speaking yet."
This battle was too disturbing, and it brought out all the mass pits underground in unknown years. According to the local old man''s voice, when this mass grave appeared, countless strange black fog emerged from the ground and soared into the sky. There were countless unjust souls vaguely screaming in the black fog, which made people feel creepy. What''s even more strange is that the moon on that day was so red that it could drip.
These contents are passed down by word of mouth.
Although there are distortion and exaggeration, you can also see the chaos back then.
The old men said that the evil spirits were released in that battle, disturbing them until they were at peace after death. The winner not only did not sacrifice and comfort them, but instead arrogantly threw the body into a mass pit and transported it to the soil to backfilling it, as if nothing had happened. The evil ghost was dissatisfied with this, so he took revenge, causing the force to collapse in its prime, and made the land of Weixia from here to poor people...
The **** moon is in the sky, and the black fog is filled with it.
The Gorge is no longer suitable for ordinary people to survive.
Oh, forgot to say it.
The short-lived force is called Wuguo.
Chen Tang is interested in these contents of gods and ghosts.
"Is the black fog a resentment of the evil ghost?"
"This place is called Weixia."
The first sentence was said by Chen Tang, and the second sentence was heard from the top of the tent. Gongxi Qiu, who was on the top of the tent, came down at some point.
"What''s wrong?"
Gong Xichou said: "It sounds familiar."
Chen Tang asked: "Which travel notes have you heard of?"
She was joking, but Gong Xiqiu shook his head seriously: "No, the clan seems to have recorded this place, but I can''t remember it for a while. Brother, do you still remember it?"
Jimoqiu, who has always been quiet, has not disappointed his expectations.
"I remember that an ancestor had traveled out and found the [Corpse Vine] in a deep mountain forest. The root system of the [Corpse Vine] was prosperous and took root in a crowded pit, with white bones in the pit. The ancestor took away the [Corpse Vine] and filled the pit again."
That place is called Weixia.
As soon as Jimo Qiu said that Gong Xiqiu remembered it all.
“Yes, that’s the place.”
Photomatically, it is very likely that the time of mass grudges was the same as that of "Garden of Eden" and was the last relic of human civilization.
Chen Tang was silent, and Chen Tang burst out.
Her focus is always different.
Chen Tang gritted his teeth: "Gong Xiqiu, didn''t you say you didn''t know the location of the mass trap? The letters left by your ancestors did not record the detailed address. I sent someone to find them, and I searched for the lieutenant to search for them, but there was no progress at all!"
Now he is said to be familiar with the place name Xuxia?
Gongxi Qiu was criticized by Chen Tang.
He said embarrassedly: "Mama, I can''t blame me. The letters left by my ancestors did not mention them, but when the old priest told me a story, it seemed like... I mentioned it. Didn''t I forget this? I didn''t mean to hide it, so don''t be angry."
His smile was stiff and he was about to cry inside.
Haven’t you seen the big brother’s eyes that he wants to kill his relatives for justice?
Chen Tang wasn''t really angry either.
This matter is not a big deal, but Gong Xiqiu''s destructive memory has indeed cheated herself several times. If she doesn''t make an angry statement, wouldn''t it be easy to talk to? If this mass pit was formed in that era, wouldn’t the so-called black fog be...
Radiation? ? ?
Radiation carrying zombie virus? ? ?
The scene of countless zombies running wildly flashed in her mind: “Why would you better say hello to Wu Zhaode and fight in another place? What if you fight and then get out the mass grave?”
Although humans in this era have evolved their immune ability, rushing to black fog can also pollute the land and reduce crop yields, which has a great impact. Wu Zhaode is fine and decides to do what is the battlefield here? The last one won here is not a good outcome.
Gu Chi: “…”
Give me a look and experience it yourself.
They are all here. If they turn around and withdraw at this time, will Wu Xian be crazy about being crazy? Seize their unstable formation to take a sneak attack and will definitely bite off a large piece of meat.
Chen Tang drooped his shoulders with a deflated breath.
Now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.
Wu Xian refused to fight if he didn''t fight.
Jimo Qiu seemed to know her inner worry: "Your Highness, you don''t have to worry, the scene of your concern will not happen. Wu Zhaode set up his position here, mostly because of the uncle and nephew. They were born in the Wu Kingdom, and there were many old subordinates of the Wu Kingdom sleeping here."
This seemingly fair war is not fair.
The places selected by Wu Xian will naturally benefit Gao Guo.
"Brother, isn''t this obviously a loss?"
Gong Xiqiu hugged his chest with dissatisfied.
He doesn''t help his relatives, and he can''t stand his own people at a loss.
Naihe Mama stood on the side of his elder brother, not supporting himself, and made Gongxi angry. Chen Tang explained to him: "There are considerable numbers of old subordinates of the Wu Kingdom buried in the Wei Gorge, but as the defeated side, there will only be more enemies in the Wu Kingdom. We will have half a step."
If you can’t compete with quality, can’t compete with quantity?
From this perspective, you won’t suffer any loss by choosing this place.
Maybe I can give Wu Xian a big surprise!
It’s not only the opposite side that will shake people to death to fight.
"Maybe I can get the ancestors from thousands of years ago..." Chen Tang joked, and then thought that the young people in that era were as tall as three in their young age. The corners of their mouths twitched hard and muttered, "They''d better forget it, maybe they might even cause trouble."
There are still so many disasters after thousands of years of death. The tomb of the joint burial was dug up and filled, and it was filled up and opened up. How can the resentment be less severe?
Maybe the black fog is really their resentment.
This battle has a bit of essence of Zhou rituals.
Hello before fighting and make an appointment for the fight.
The two armies were solemn, and before the fight started, they greeted each other with a happy greeting, and sent out the tent to scold the most.
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On the first day of Luyuan, I met Lao Duo.
The weather is a little dry, I get a nosebleed when I wake up in the morning, and I miss the air in my hometown a little.